Women like to hear appreciation,
Of their beauty from men,
But to your annoyance I am the man,
That don’t spend words
for that reason,
As I am never interested in the physical beauty of a
person
Rather, I prefer to love the beauty of souls.
Beauty or ugliness
of a person,
Is a physical phenomenon,
That one gets by
birth and not by efforts,
And that too diminishes with the age,
Hence no credit or discredit,
One deserves for that aspect.
I can love the ugliest woman of the earth,
If she has a great heart in her chest
But cannot opt to stand beside
The most beautiful
woman under the sun
If I see a dirt in her character or behavior.
A bouquet of artificial flowers,
Without having fragrance
Is no worth
comparison,
With a single
piece of daisy, rose or jasmine.
All my life I search a person,
Who is free from pride, prejudice, selfishness,
The one whose brain,
is not in the
servitude of preconceived notions,
The person who has
love and respect
For truth, god and
goodliness,
In four words "an entity of perfection".
Fortunately for me you are the person,
Who is blessed with all these divine qualities
And that is why I accept and respect,
You as a friend, philosopher and guide of my life.
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